Looking at the numbers displayed on the big screen behind the main platform, Dongfang Xiuzhe smiled, he pressed the price booster for the first time, and he finally made no mistake.

"The VIP in the private room No. 233, bid 1.6 million, is there a higher bid?" The voice of the beautiful host floated up, with a little excitement in her voice.

The two private room VIPs bid one after the other, which is a good sign.

However, Chang Dagui, who was in the private room No. 311, was not happy.

"Who is it that wants to compete with me for this 'blood pen'?"

Chang Dagui pressed the price booster again, he wondered if it was a coincidence?

"One million eight thousand, now it's one million eight million, is there anything higher?"

When the beautiful host asked this, her eyes fell on private room 233.

"Okay, room 233 bids two million ......"

"Damn!"

Chang Daguitie had a blue face, and he was now sure that the people in room 233 were going to compete with him.

"Could it be that there is a second person who knows the secret of this 'bloody pen'?"

Although he was suspicious in his heart, he didn't want to give up like this, and the price soared again.

In just a short period of time, the price of this "blood pen" has reached a high price of three million gold coins.

Dongfang Xiuzhe's brows furrowed, the price of this "blood pen" rose to this price, which made him feel a burst of surprise.

"Who is the person in the No. 311 private room, and why is he so obsessed with this 'blood pen'?"

Dongfang Xiuzhe really couldn't understand, according to the introduction on this booklet, this "blood pen" in addition to the more precious materials, it seems that there are no bright spots, if he didn't give it to Chenyue and Chenxing, he wouldn't have increased the price so much!

"Could it be that there is anything strange about this 'blood pen'?"

After having this idea. Dongfang Xiuzhe hurriedly opened his yin and yang eyes. The line of sight locked straight onto the "Bloody Pen" placed on the tray.

I don't know if I don't look at it. I was shocked when I saw it.

Inside the barrel of this "blood pen", there was a note with strange characters written on it, for which Dongfang Xiuzhe did not know. But he did know that it was the same as the huge book he had obtained in the tomb.

"I mean, there is a secret hidden here!"

With this discovery of the Oriental cultivators, add up the price. No more hesitation.

"One...... Ten million?"

Looking at the string of numbers that suddenly appeared on the magic display screen, the lively guests in the hall all gasped.

Buy a "blood pen" with 10 million, you are either too rich or you are a madman!

The beautiful host on the main stage was also stunned for a few seconds before reacting, and she shouted loudly: "Private room 233 bids 10 million!"

At the same time, Chang Dagui gritted his teeth and cursed, he didn't expect the other party to bid so ruthlessly, and he actually added millions of gold coins at once, sincerity was like testing his mental endurance.

What should I do? Do you still follow the bidding?

Chang Dagui had already hesitated at this time, although he knew that there was a hidden meaning in that "bloody pen". But he didn't know what was inside, and he didn't know if it was really worth spending tens of millions of gold coins to bid for this "bloody pen"?

Don't look at the fact that he has made a lot of money over the years. But his unwavering personality has not changed, and he doesn't like to fight uncertain battles!

"Congratulations to the guests in the No. 233 private room for successfully taking this 'bloody pen'!"

Just when Chang Dagui was still hesitating, the beautiful host had already announced the final result, even if he wanted to increase the price, it would be impossible.

"Damn, bastard!"

Chang Dagui angrily punched the blind, but the force of the rebound made him grin again.

Dongfang Xiuzhe got this "blood pen" as he wished, and this incident gave him a reminder, don't believe the superficial introduction, you must confirm it in person with yin and yang eyes, otherwise you will miss a lot of treasures!

The "Bloody Pen" was quickly delivered, which is one of the benefits of staying in a private room, and getting the goods you have auctioned as quickly as possible.

Dongfang Xiuzhe took out the note in the "Blood Pen", put it in the palm of his hand and looked at it, it was hard to imagine that a palm-sized note was actually full of dense words.

"Hey, if only I could read what is written on it!"

Sighing helplessly, Dongfang Xiuzhe put the note and the "blood pen" into the ring.

In the auction items that appeared later, Dongfang Xiuzhe used the yin and yang eyes to scan them one by one, and there were no more unexpected surprises.

Just when he began to lose interest, an incense burner appeared, and his eyes lit up.

This incense burner is very large, according to the booklet, it is the work of a Xuan-level five-grade refiner, the age is unknown, and the reserve price of the auction is 50 million gold coins.

That's not a small amount, but if it's a weapon, it's even more expensive!

As soon as this incense burner appeared, it immediately caused VIPs in various private rooms to compete for auction, and its price instantly soared to more than 200 million.

Dongfang Xiuzhe rubbed his chin with his fingers, staring at the incense burner with yin and yang eyes, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling.

In this incense burner, he saw a weak soul that was about to disappear.

It was so unexpected for him......

Merando, with a pair of frail old eyes, looked at the outside of the incense burner.

"What is this place, and how can there be so many people?"

He was only in the form of a soul, but because he was getting weaker and weaker, his consciousness seemed to be blurring.

But fortunately, he finally remembered that he had been moved to the "auction venue", and the scene here seemed to be an auction.

"Are you going to change your master again? I can't imagine that my dignified 'god-level appraiser' would end up like this, it's really ironic!"

A little self-deprecatingly smiled, Merandore had identified countless treasures during her lifetime, but she didn't expect that after becoming a soul parasitic on this incense burner, she would be identified by others countless times.

For thousands of years, it was just a passing moment in front of him, and he didn't know how many masters he had changed.

If it weren't for that happening. It is estimated that he will continue to change owners in the future.

But now. He couldn't see the rest anymore. Because of the appearance of that necromancer, his soul was deeply damaged, and his soul was so weak that it could be destroyed at any time.

"Hey, I can't think of me as a 'god-level appraiser'. It's going to disappear here this time......"

He sighed again, if he could, Merandor still wanted to continue to survive, don't look at him as a "god-level appraiser". But the world is big, and he wants to see more things he doesn't know!

And he didn't want his life's "appraisal experience" to disappear like this.

But what can you do if you don't want to?

He's just a soul state, and he can't go back to heaven at all!

"Hey, let me see the world again!"

After a bit of melancholy, Merando finally decided to accept reality, and he looked at the ever-changing numbers on the magic display screen behind him, and his past life experiences began to flash in front of his eyes.

However, at this very moment. The abrupt sound of a childish voice startled him.

"Hey. Old man, how are you in this censer?"

Melando's eyes widened suddenly, who was it? Who was talking to her?

He was so surprised, normally no one other than the necromancer would not be aware of its existence at all, let alone communicate with him.

But the immature child's voice just now clearly seemed to ring in his ears, which was incredible.

Even if it's a necromancer, it shouldn't be in broad daylight, right?

Merandor looked around, trying to find the person who spoke, but on the entire main stage, only the beautiful host was still enthusiastically quoting the price, and there was no one else at all.

"Hey, old man, don't look for me, you can't see me!" the childish voice sounded again.

"Who, who are you?"

Melando asked, suppressing the excitement in her heart.

For thousands of years, he had never communicated with anyone except to quietly watch the world happen, and this feeling made him feel excited for a long time.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I want to know who you are?"

"Old man Merandot, you ...... Are you a necromancer?" Merandor asked tentatively.

"Necromancer?" Dongfang Xiuzhe smiled, and then said, "I'm a Yin and Yang Five Elements Master, have you ever heard of it?"

Because the other party is just a soul, Dongfang Xiuzhe is not afraid to tell him his true identity.

"Yin and Yang Five Elements Master?"

Merando's eyes widened a little more, and he couldn't help but be filled with curiosity when he heard of this profession for the first time now.

"What is the Yin and Yang Five Elements Master?" asked Merando.

"Don't ask me so many questions, you won't understand if I tell you," after a pause, Dongfang Xiuzhe continued, "Your current situation is very bad, in another half an hour, you will definitely disappear!"

Do you have half an hour to spare?

Hearing this bad news, the corners of Merando's mouth only showed a wry smile.

"I now hope to be able to tell you about some of my proudest experiences before dissipating, and I can be regarded as leaving something worth remembering in my last days to this world!"

After saying that, Merando began to narrate to herself: "That was the first time I saw a real dragon, I was just a teenager back then, and the dragon was far more powerful than I imagined......"

Dongfang Xiuzhe didn't listen to Merandot's narration, so he interrupted him: "You said that you are an appraiser, and you have also seen the real dragon?"

This time it was Dongfang Xiuzhe's turn to be surprised.

"Hey, old man, do you want to continue to live, I can help you!"

Dongfang Xiuzhe's eyes suddenly burst out with a strange brilliance.

Picking up a well-informed soul made Dongfang Xiuzhe feel more excited than finding a treasure.

Treasures are priced, knowledge is priceless!

Besides, the other party is still a "god-level appraiser" who has been stored for thousands of years, and that is the storage zài who stands at the peak of the appraiser field! )